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Oct 2012
i am healing myself one body part at a time.

today, my fingertips. tomorrow, my ears.

but what happens when the parts i think i’ve healed

go back to being burned?

when i knowingly put them back into the dangerous places

i know i should never go again.

i made that choice

but i suffer in silence.

and i start again tomorrow

healing my fingertips.
Katie Rudnicki
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